I was a shadow of myself. it has been a few days since the night papa and Nne quarrelled. I still haven't gathered enough courage to ask papa to pay my waece fees. how can I after what ensured after that night.
papa sold his bus in spite of nne's warning not to do so. on his way back he was attacked by robbers and they made away with the money after inflicting enough injury on him to keep him in bed for at least a month.
The night I opened to gate to see bloody limping papa was the last straw that broke the Carmel's back.
I lost interest in life generally. Nothing made sense to me anymore.i stopped reading for the exams and after some days I stopped going to school all together. But no one asked, Nne knows ofcourse but I wasn't her responsibility. papa was too busy groaning in pain and nursing his injury to even notice. my two elder step brothers already moved into campus as they were admitted into the same university.
onyinye was either feeling too guilty to ask or too selfish to care. I resigned my fate to whatever life throws at me untill one night.
"Amy bekee" onyinye sing song called out to me